𝖇𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖑𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖘

Right, next time Azimio and Karofsky corner me in the bathroom, I’ll be sure to hit them with some moves from when I took a stage combat class so they can get a good laugh before they dunk my head in the toilet. Seriously, you sound like the administration at this school. 

No. I get bullied and harassed due to people’s lack of understanding and empathy. I’m different, therefore I’m punished and expelled. And perhaps I tend to talk a little too loudly and a little too long, but I’d much rather stick to my principles than allow people to mold who I am.

Uh, maybe just don’t stare the the Cheerios. They’re there doing a job too. Football games are pretty entertaining if you actually watch. 

Bro, I like football when my team’s winning. 

I’m a little worried that you think what you radiate at all is champ being able to get somewhere energy. All it looks like to me is a sad boy who is compensating. But what do I know? I just go here.

I’m singing my favorite for my glee audition, maybe if you auditioned you could hear it, j.s.

You know what? Maybe I will. 

Do you eat piss in your cereal in the morning? Just curious as to if that’s why you radiate shithead energy.

Yeah, man. Breakfast of fuckin’ champs -- no wonder you only radiate dumbass loser energy. Sorry, dude. Maybe try it my way and you’ll get somewhere. 

Anyone else excited for the big game coming up? I have a feeling that we’re finally going to win a game and I can’t wait to see the look on Coach Tanaka’s face when we do it. We’ve been working so hard all season so it’ll be nice to win on our home turf too. So who’s coming?

I don’t got as much faith as you but yeah, I’m coming. For the Cheerios. 

Well, there’s nothing like a fresh cup of slushie to shock the senses awake on this fine Monday morning - for those of you missing half your brain cells from smoking pot under the bleachers, that was sarcasm. Next time, you think about throwing one of the those devil drinks my way, rest assured that you will be receiving the invoice for my dry cleaning.

I mean, you can listen to it if you want, but you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. It comes highly recommended by me, though. 

Does it really look like Imma be listening to that on my own? I’ll listen to your fave, though. 

On the contrary, this is hardly a novel. It’s merely a couple of short paragraphs addressed to my fellow Glee clubbers in an attempt to make sure everyone is on the same page. A problem that could easily be solved if anyone answered my emails, but, I suppose that’s another problem for another time.

Honestly, I’d be more hurt at what you were saying if you had any drive in your life. But for now you’re just kind of a joke with a big mouth that just spews shit to make himself heard because all he’s good at is talking and nothing else.

And nothing else? Bro, at least I got talent. What do you got going for you? 

i guess Monday marks my new directions debut! really excited to get to know everyone in there and make some magic. if you don’t know me i’m marley, i’m a sophomore and i’m an aries (sometimes people care about that?) 

to whom it may concern: my favorite song on taylor swift’s evermore is gold rush. 

I got a feeling you’re gonna make me listen to that, aren’t you? The whole ass album, I mean. 

You know maybe I’d actual listen to a word you said if you didn’t have smoke coming out of your ears all the time from how much rage you spew.

I’d rather look like I got smoke coming outta my ears than look like one of those stupid ass inflatable dudes at cheap car dealerships when I dance. 

I really just want Coach Tanaka to take my end-zone dances in stride and like… truly appreciate them for everything they are. The amount of grace it takes to do the worm in full football padding is a skill and I’m beginning to just feel really disrespected about it. The audacity of a man.

Maybe coach isn’t letting you dance ‘cause you can’t dance for shit. You ever think about that? 

Though the weekend is slowly coming to a close, I find myself eager to return to school tomorrow morning. Now that Mr. Schuester has finished his pipe dreams of becoming a boy bander at age… well, we’ll call it established, he can refocus his energies where they belong – on the New Directions.

While yes, I was eager to take matters into my own hands, I fear that it might be too soon for someone of my age to self direct. And despite some of the rather negative criticisms from my fellow Glee clubbers, I think you could all agree that, if anyone were to take charge, it can and should be me.

Either way, I’m returning with a sense of determination. To those it may concern: I’ve sent out an e-mail with a list of possible solo’s for Sectionals. Feel free to send me your thoughts about each selection (which was hand picked from my carefully curated collection). Though we can agree who’s voice suits the songs mentioned, I’m open to other options and interpretations.

Keep those novels for your diary.